Besedila: Idina Menzel. Still I Can't Be Still. Straw Into Gold.

I wonder if you sleep right now
Do you realize I'm clinging
To the edge of this bed?
I have nowhere to go, I have nowhere

If I leave, you'll call me quitter
If I stay, you'll punish me with silence
And somehow you'll fall asleep
You'll fall asleep

Well, do you know that I won't sleep?
No, I won't sleep all night long
As your silhouette turns its back on my spoon
I'm mesmerized by the ricochet moon

Leaping this leprechaun's wall
I'm so disenchanting, intoxicated by my own tear's soul
And come tomorrow, when my beauty is old
Like a speckled princess
I'll try to cash in clovers for gold

So I'll light a candle and begin to write
Turn to my work as refuge
Though my womb is a rush hour taxi ride
But I will try to metamorphose pain along my plight

But I'll despise each word I write
So I am clinging to the edge like some soap opera star
With her ten second fade as the light cascades
Do you love me anymore?

Well, do you know that I won't sleep?
No, I won't sleep all night long
As your silhouette turns its back on my spoon
I'm mesmerized by the ricochet moon

Leaping this Rumplestiltskin's wall
I'm so disenchanting, intoxicated by my own tear's soul
And come tomorrow, when my beauty is old
Like a speckled princess
I'll try to cash in clovers for gold

I'll try to spin straw into gold
Straw into gold, straw into gold, straw into gold
Spinning for mercy, spinning for hope
Spinning for love, spinning for gold